It does cut them off but it trails off into the black, it looks sloppy, and it’s obnoxious. If it was anyone else leaving comments like that, I’d be flagging them as spam so the filter would learn to stop them in the future.

It’s okay if you’re testing something but, yanno, no need to act like a ten year old.

Try it, it’ll change your life. Curry and pad Thai are both brilliant, but make sure you go to a real authentic place, most restaurants tend to keep them very mild, and you lose a lot. Of course, I could be just biased having eaten Thai food in Thailand :I

Since I began studying animation, I stopped pirating things… With the exception of really old video games… :[ Sure, one less internet pirate doesn’t make much difference in the grand scheme of things, but at least I won’t feel guilty as I slowly starve to death in an alleyway.

I just noticed it, it stood out. I seem to get some enjoyment out of seeing people use old words that aren’t common. I apologize for any and all confusion, but I still think it was a good use of the word.

Those ‘rules’ are from a bunch of twelve year olds who think they’ve found their secret clubhouse.
I talk about my time on 4chan just like I talk about my time on facebook or any other website; never, unless required to cite a source for something (very rarely do I use 4chan as a reference, though…)

and where do you think those 12 yearolds come from?
they come from youtube, because they saw a video from a rule breaker about weegee or awesome face or pedobear, and then theyre all like “OH LOL I GUTTA FIEND THESE THEENGS” and they look it up, and find 4chan, and theyre all OH EM EFF JEE HEAR IT EES! THIS IS GUNNA BE SOOOO KEWL GAIZ, LOO-
OH GROSS SHEES ALL NAKID AND SHIT! WHAT IS THI- I DONT EVEN
WUTS CANDLEJACK LOLOLO
OK GUY
HOLEGUY
WUTS A FINGERBOX
WUTS A SLOWPOKE
OH ILL POST MY BLOGGER INFO SO I KIN GIT HITZ
and this contributes to the cancer that ruins the board that was once so great
and yes
i am mad

Rules one and two forbid the direct discussion, and only the direct discussion, of activity on a /b/ board. This applies to every /b/ board in existence. One may mention or talk about the existence of /b/ boards or if necessary explain from a purely factual basis how such boards function. But one does not say something like “Last night I was on /b/ and I did so and so”.

look, the rules are specifically targeted towards newfags, to prevent them from doing stuff on youtube and facebook that leads other unknowingfags to 4chan, which leads to the unknowingfags fagging it up, eventually devolving into cancer fags

I used to post on /co/ a lot a couple years back, but the board got less fun and I drifted away. Now I just go back and glut myself on /x/ every once in a while. I rarely use a name though, I only ever had it on when I was posting art for the sake of people who wanted to track down my DA gallery.

There are so many things that I love about this. First of all, I never thought that a panel which I had seen on Twitter already would get such a huge laugh out of me in its proper context. And I thank you for pointing out what I’ve been thinking all the way through Sin City ever since that line first popped up. Miller can do some things, but “making sense” and “understanding women at all” are not amongst them.
Also, I think that taking overblown and spectacularly dysfunctional characters into a setting of mundane conversation is one of the most entertaining things one can do. As long as, of course, the writer does have a knack for writing the scene without steering them out of character – A discipline at which you clearly excel.

There are a few different workable ways that you could hold chopsticks, the way the characters are however, are not any of those ways. If you’ll look at the provided angles, it seems that the secondary chopstick may be simply wedged between the middle and ring fingers. I would expect such poor eating knowledge in Kratos and Marv, but for some reason I expected whatserface and the commander to be able to do it properly. Perhaps work on that :)

My immediate assumption was that Commander B was smart enough to order their food in take out boxes just in case one of his charges flies into a bloodthirsty rage at an off-hand comment by another patron and they are asked to leave. He’s learned by now that he wants to be able to take his chicken curry pad Thai with him when that happens.

The author’s probably not going to notice this, but a comic has to be as damn near as it gets to perfect, when the only thing someone finds to pick on about it is as a minor(to most people) a detail as the way people in the comic hold chopsticks..

First shalt thou take out the Holy Pin, then shalt thou count to 4chan, no more, no less. 4chan shall be the number thou shalt count, and the number of the counting shall be 4chan. 5chan shalt thou not count, neither count thou 3chan, excepting that thou then proceed to 4chan. 6chan is right out. Once the number 4chan, being the 4chanth number, be reached, then lobbest thou thy Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch towards thy foe, who being naughty in My sight, shall snuff it. Amen.

Haha, I love your facial expressions! I can draw two, Bored and Awkward Smile. But whenever I read this, the faces are what really do me in. That, and the attention to detail. You even made the reflections of light off the seat cushions make sense!

I never understood why women didn’t like Marv.
Sure, he wasn’t much of a looker, but a lot of the men in Sin City weren’t exactly pretty either.
I love that Kratos it just randomly there for the commander to pick on.
Wonderful as usual!

Third panel had me laughing, fourth robbed me of breath, sixth had me on the floor and the punchline had my mother dialing 911. XD Though if I had to die, this isn’t a bad way to go. ♥
…And I’m still jealous of Jonesey. ¬¬

He’s from Sin City, and such a doll <3
I love how you kept him black and white in your colourful comic – and the joke is pretty spot on! Geheh. But where is the necklace with the cross his mommy gave him? :3

If by ‘real men’ you mean ‘attention-desperate geeks unable to let go of the fora rules they’ve acquired’. There’s no reason to tripfag or namefag unless it’s important that your identity be tied with a product, and then promptly off it goes.

There’s nothing more ridiculous than someone with a name and password acting indignant that you don’t know who they are or their history of posts on an image board that quickly deletes old content.

I’m picturing a lanky man in an ill-fitting suit with old-fashioned glasses lowering them on his nose as he recites information from a scroll for a legal case. I think he’s probably wearing a bow tie, too.

Kratos can’t seem to catch a break; first he gets compared to Carrie, now he’s supposed to be proof of how “ugly” guys can still get laid! Not to mention how the electronics store gig clearly didn’t work out.

I don’t know, my interpretation was always that women were too afraid of Marv’s fearsome reputation to want him. After all, it seemed clear to me (could be wrong, is there any Word of Frank out there to contradict it?) that Marv was known throughout the city as an unstable berserker. If you saw a guy that big with a known reputation for losing control, would you want to get intimate with him?

He had a good reputation with the girls for protecting them, he straight up says that they wouldn’t let him pay for his drinks they were so fond of him. Besides, reputation doesn’t keep the girls away from guys who are known to smack them around, like Jackie Boy.

Well, that was one single girl, the owner of the bar where Nancy dances, and she refuses to let him pay because he’s done favors for her of the violent type. She certainly seems to like Marv, but what about the whores? Here you have a guy who can take -gunshots to the forehead- and shake it off like it’s nothing, who can take on a fully armed SWAT team with nothing but hatchet and come away victorious. . . I can see prostitutes not wanting to be alone with him. If he lost it, he could kill them long before Miko could get in there to slice him up. After typing this wall of text, what I’m wondering now is if he ever tried to get a girl without money changing hands. If not, that would explain much.

Nancy likes him too, none of the girls besides the ones who thought he killed Goldie actively disliked him, and when that misunderstanding was cleared up they warmed up to him. No one flat-out rejects him in the comic besides Goldie’s sister when he’s kind of hallucinating in the hotel, and she sleeps with him later anyway. He just sits around pretty girls and monologues to himself about how they would never get with him in a million years. Regardless of what Frank Miller intended, that seems more like a guy turning his self esteem issues into a self-fulfilling prophecy than a guy who ACTUALLY can’t get women. In a city full of rapists and murderers, somebody’s gonna want to put a chain on that pit bull and keep him close by.

I don’t think this comic is very good compared to all the previous ones :(

and yeah I know who the guys are, and I know exactly what 4chan is. I guess 4 panels was too many to waste on “Kratos gets girls” and the punchline was weak. 4chan isn’t a magic word, and doesn’t have a first rule. (that’s a specific board)

4chan isn’t the joke, really. Marv’s attitude of “GIRLS DON’T LIKE ME YOU WOMEN ARE IRRATIONAL AND DON’T KNOW WHAT YOU WANT ABLOOBLOOBLOO” is sort of an internet-wide thing, but it’s especially prevalent on certain 4chan boards, like /r9k/. I can see where you’re coming from, but the joke is REALLY about guys who complain about things like being “friendzoned.”

The 4 panels for “Kratos gets girls” was doing more than just that. The entire comic suggests that the people from the …community (mind having a blank on the proper term at the moment) hang out with each other and just talk. It subtly furthers character progression and adds information to the environment.

I’ll admit I based him more on the movie Marv, who is a lot more smooth-faced. If only because Frank Miller changes the specifics of his design every page or two and Mickey Rourke’s head is a little easier to reference.

I don’t see the Commander doing half the things, no. But that’s good because characters aren’t meant to all be alike. Yes, Marv makes him “appear” less badass to those who don’t understand Bran-dao but his self confidence makes up for it. And him not caring does happen to answer your question..

Besides, we have no idea yet what the Commander is capable of. Kevin kicked Marv’s ass the first time around, despite not being as big or as durable. Who’s to say that the Commander doesn’t know spacefuture kung fu that would let him wipe the floor with Marv? To say nothing of any sort of spacefuture enhancements they might give spacefuture Special Ops troops.

I love how you kept Marv’s color scheme! And that he’s the first Sin City guy you brought out. One beef: not enough SCARS. seriously, the dude’s face was covered in ’em, even before jumping through windows.

I always figured they were burn scars. It’s pretty heavily implied that he fought in Vietnam, and the Miller-verse turns every bad thing from real life Up To Eleven, so there are plenty of ways he could have gotten them there. Your version still looks great, of course, and with your workload, I for one am glad we get a comic at all rather than bitching that there’s not enough detail in.

I had been a fan of this comic for a while, but this comic cemented my love for this. The lines “‘Stop using me as an example.’ ‘Stop BEING an example.'” will live with me forever. If you were on the writing team as well as animation for Ugly Americans, I would love that show twice (or more!) as much as I do now. You just keep doin’ what you’re doing, and it’ll be a real pleasure to keep reading.

Why is it women always use a guy’s height as a compliment or list it as one of his good qualities? I’m 6’10”, and it’s just a pain in the butt. Can’t ride in most cars unless there’s a sunroof, always have my feet hanging over the edge of the bed, and little old ladies are constantly asking me to get stuff for them at the grocery store. I’m curious, what’s the allure?

Since it fits here, I overheard this conversation earlier today on the bus ride home from school.
MILES: Look! It’s my fork!
KALEB (I think that’s how it’s spelled): That’s not a fork, Miles, it’s a Spork!
MILES: So what, it’s still a fork!
ME: Shut up about your fork, you dork! *laughs*